Beast Concubine Night Crazy: The Untamable Female Slave

"Help, the seventh-rank Vajra Fire Monkey King is here, they will tear us to pieces..."

Everyone shouted loudly, retreated constantly, unsheathed their weapons, and some even started to summon monsters.

Seeing one after another of the seventh-rank monsters jumping off the stone pillars of the temple, and then frantically rushing towards the crowd, everyone's faces became extremely pale.

This is simply out of the tiger's mouth and into the wolf's den again.

Just now in the valley, everyone was destined to be trampled to death by the monsters. After moving here, just had time to laugh twice, but now so many seventh-rank monsters suddenly appeared.

Seeing the hordes of seventh-rank monsters pouring down from the Beaulieu Pillar like water, everyone was desperate, even more desperate than in the valley.

When we were in the valley, although there were many monsters and they were very powerful, there were no more than thirty or fifty seventh-rank monsters in total. Above?

Feeling those powerful seventh-rank magical beasts, everyone's heart was as heavy as the fragrant wood that had been soaked in water for ten years, extremely heavy.

Everyone, once retreating, retreating again, the momentum is low.

Facing so many monsters, everyone couldn't even arouse the desire to fight, or could they trample everyone to death just by waiting for these seventh-rank monsters to charge in the first round?

Everyone retreated, but everyone in the dragon group did not move. Although everyone in the dragon group looked solemn, no one retreated.

Compared with the retreat of the others, the members of the dragon group led by Leng Meiying were like a sword between them.

Compared with everyone's panic, Ye Lin, Meng Changsheng and the others looked very dignified. Su Qi and Jiu Qianding silently activated their body's defenses, preparing to resist the first wave of shock. Under the attack of these seventh-rank monsters.

But Xu Muzhou and Qian Yuling were ready to attack with all their might.

Others, like Xuanyang, and everyone like Tuntian, also got out of their sheaths one after another, ready to advance and retreat together.

And Xi Wuling's face was puzzled first, and then a wry smile.

Standing at the head of the team, Leng Meiying sneered again and again. Seeing these seventh-rank monsters rushing madly, Leng Meiying walked up without saying anything.

The lotus step moved lightly like a pure demon lotus, it just rushed towards all the seventh-rank monsters without hesitation.

Leng Meiying was dressed in white clothes and was spotless, like a nine-day fairy who did not touch the slightest mortal breath.

The alluring appearance on the icy pretty face was incomparably perfect, and what was seen in those arrogance-filled eyes was not the monsters in front of him, nor the powerful monsters on the stage behind him, but a kind of supercilious arrogance.

That's right, it's a kind of unrivaled arrogance.

What about the battle in front of her, and what about the monsters, neither could arouse the slightest feeling in her.

She has only one goal, to step over and push open the closed door of the road.

One step, one lotus, one shake, one icy beauty.

Leng Meiying's movements were like a spark in the ice and snow, so dazzling, so glaring, the people who retreated couldn't help but look at her.

Leng Meiying's proud posture naturally attracted the attention of Bi Xiangrong and other masters. Everyone looked at her in surprise, as if they had seen something unbelievable.